"Silver armor worn by the royal guards who protect Annalise, Queen of the Vilebloods at Cainhurst Castle."
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The knight crashed to the floor as Logarius entered the chamber of Queen Annalise. The two knights closest to the door were cut down as they began to draw their blades. As they drowned in their own blood the leader of the Executioners approached the throne. Followed closely were three of his subordinates, wielding the signature wheel of their order. However, as Logarius raised his sword to cut the Queen down he was interrupted by a scream.
Upon turning he witnessed a single knight battle two of his followers as the third tumbled headless to the floor. The wheels his executioners held were powerful, but slow and unwieldly, difficult to land a hit. The silver armored knight seemed to know this, as he dashed back and forth, slashing and stabbing through every gap. Eventually they both collapsed, one bleeding heavily and the other cut to ribbons.
"You fight well sir knight," Logarius said, "if you wish to leave with your life I shall permit it."
"Spare me your courtesy murderer," the knight spat, "I am Ricard, Lord Commander of Her Grace's royal guard, and I shall not abandon her side. Now draw your blade, and welcome death."
As Ricard let blood imbibe his sword Logarius threw aside his staff and drew his cursed sword. As the two warriors adopted a stance the blade began to glow and vibrate, and in the blink of an eye a wave of arcane energy exploded out from Logarius' weapon. Without flinching Ricard dashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the cut, and charged.
With the ferocity of an animal Ricard pressed Logarius away from the Queen's throne. A slash here, a stab there, and Logarius was soon on the defensive. Blood flew from both Ricard's blood-addled blade as well as Logarius himself. Just when it seemed victory was assured Logarius roared and tore through Ricard's attack, pressing him back toward Annalise. Even while extremely wounded Logarius was a capable fighter, and when a gap appeared in Ricard's defense he lunged.
As the blade was withdrawn from Ricard's chest he crashed to the floor, heavily bleeding. He looked towards his Queen and with his final breath said, "I have failed you m'lady, forgive me." And with that Ricard was no more.
With all obstacles removed from his path Logarius walked towards the Queen of the Vilebloods and stared into her eyes. Within them he saw something. Sadness, a depression so abyssal it could not be defined in words. As Logarius raised his sword he took solace in the fact that, no matter what the people would whisper, what he was about to do was an act of mercy.
